Chapter 194: Aix's Decision

"Vic Juggernaut, don't you have the guts to come out and meet me?"

Outside the large army camp surrounding the MiG Fortress, a heroic blond girl who did not look tired in the slightest approached the main entrance of the barracks with two strong men dressed as attendants, and the beautiful girl who had just roared angrily The girl was none other than Trelinka herself.

At this moment, Trelinka and her loyal consul X and maid Naya have been surrounded by thousands of armies, but the three of them do not have the slightest fear, on the contrary, the soldiers who are closer Frightened by the official-level coercion leaked by Aix, their calves twisted, and several soldiers who were caught by Aix's gaze even collapsed to the ground in fear.

Trelinka ignored these "United Noble Army" who only bullied the poor people. She stared at a tall tent in the center of the barracks with eyes full of anger.

After all, Princess Trelinka is a peak apprentice-level knight. She sensed that an undisguised official-level sword master could still do it. After about five minutes, the Vic sword master took his time. Walking out of the tent, he took a deep look at Trelinka, then closed his eyes and sighed wearily:

"Ah! Your Royal Highness Princess Trelinka, you are still here after all, you are still here as expected, you... are finally here."

After letting out a deep sigh like an old man, Vic, who was wearing a fiery red armor and carrying a two-handed giant sword shining with magical aura, looked at Trelinka from a distance.

Facing Vic's complicated eyes, Trelinka responded with the most angry eyes and words:

"Vic, you still have the face to come out to see me, you still have the face to lead this army, and you still have the face to carry the "Wind-Wind Punisher" on your shoulders, are you still that Vic sword master who is loyal to the country?"

"There is no doubt that I am the Juggernaut of Vic, and my loyalty has never been covered with dust. With the "Wind-Wind Punisher" in my hand, I can keep my chest straight as always."

Faced with Princess Trelinka's questioning, Vic answered loudly without hesitation. His tone was sonorous and powerful, perfectly covering up the helplessness and pain hidden in this voice.

"Is this your so-called loyalty to the country? Is your loyalty raising a butcher's knife against innocent people? Is it facing the third princess of Dylan's royal family—I, Trelinka?"

Trelinka's iron-clad hands clenched into fists angrily, even the sturdy leather creaked under the tremendous force.

"As your childhood fencing teacher, I have to correct three of your mistakes"!

Vik looked at Trelinka, who was fluctuating violently due to anger, calmly, and said without haste:

"First, there is only one object of my allegiance from the beginning to the end - that is the holy king

Second, raising the butcher's knife was not my original intention, and I was only acting on orders. As a tool of war, my actions never had any "nature".

Third, you are no longer the third princess of Dylan's royal family, according to the order of the great king, from the end of the third month of winter, you are a rebellious rebel who must be sentenced to death."

After finishing speaking, Vic suddenly released his coercion. For a while, the soldiers around him dragged his fainted companion away without looking back. Anyone could see that this place was about to become a place where three On the battlefield of official-level powerhouse duels, the words of the princess did not impress the "loyal" Juggernaut Vic.

"How can you do this…………"

Seeing the unmoved look of Vic Sword Master, Trelinka once again felt the powerlessness and sadness of being surrounded by the desperate group. She didn't understand why the teacher who taught herself what is kindness and what is order—— The Juggernaut of Vic is about to commit such an act of no kindness.

The desperate Princess Trelinka almost cried and pleaded:

"Mr. Vic, for the sake of Tyre, the god of justice, tell me that this is not true. You are a kind and strong man, and you should repay your subjects with kindness. Isn't this what you taught me?"

Looking at the tearful Princess Trelinka, Vic couldn't help showing a trace of hesitation and confusion, but in the next moment, this confusion was completely replaced by unquestionable firmness.

"By the order of His Majesty the King, I, General Vic of the United Noble Army, hereby announce that Trelinka, the leader of the rebel army "Honorary Army", is treasonous, intends to rebel, betray the royal family, and betray the country. The death penalty...is executed immediately"!

After finishing speaking, the Sword Master Vic slowly pulled out the "Wind-Wind Punisher" entwined with the energy flow. At this moment, Vic's whole body seemed to become a sharp sword that cut everything. The terrifying aura that shattered the mountains and tore the earth soared into the sky, and the entire battlefield was scorched by the little bit of fire-type fighting energy he radiated.

"Tyre, the great god of justice, I beg you to send down a miracle to make General Vic wake up. Is this the loyalty that represents "order", but why do I only see the deepest darkness?"

Princess Trelinka finally realized that it was impossible for her to convince the foolish and loyal Vic. Her life as a "princess" brought her only blind self-confidence. Now, Trelinka had to admit—in fact, I don't know the Juggernaut Vic at all, even if this powerful Juggernaut has been my teacher for five or six years.

"Naya, hurry up and take Her Royal Highness to leave, I will resist the sword master of Vic here."

Ax didn't expect that Vic Juggernaut would attack without saying a few words, so he quickly ordered Naya to take Trelinka to retreat.

"clear"!

The silent Naya immediately nodded in response, her thin body suddenly disappeared into the air, and then, standing next to the horse, Trey bit her lip and forced herself to wake up from the terrifying coercion of the Vic Sword Master. Princess Linka also disappeared instantly.

In less than a second, Naya and Trelinka seemed to disappear out of thin air, and there was no trace or breath in an instant.

Seeing that Naya had taken away Trelinka, Aix calmly took out a long sword with a cold light, and then thought silently while posing for a duel:

"Very good, very good, Naya, let's take Her Royal Highness and flee away like this. Anyway, Her Highness Princess has already personally risked negotiating with the enemy for her own subjects, and even I, the consul, sacrificed in this negotiation Among them, the generals and soldiers who accused Her Royal Highness of not having the courage to stand up for negotiations now have nothing to say!"

In fact, when Princess Trelinka insisted on going to the MiG Fortress, Aix also thought about using strong means to stop the blind and confident Princess Highness, but he finally realized that he could not do that.

Now a large part of the motivation to support the Glory Army to continue to work hard comes from Her Royal Highness Trelinka, who promised to "protect the country without fear of sacrifice".

After the news that the "Church faction" nobles were going to massacre the people in the northern part of the kingdom, the soldiers of the Glory Army and the people who supported the Glory Army needed to see the attitude of the princess. They hoped that Princess Trelinka would negotiate and stop it. At least try your best to protect your subjects.

If Princess Trelinka didn't show up at this time, there would be no need to attack the Church of Dawn, and the Glory Army, which was so disappointed in the leader Princess Trelinka, would really face collapse.

"With Naya's superb skills, with my desperate resistance, and with Vic being a sword master who is not good at chasing and killing, the chance of Her Royal Highness surviving is definitely more than 80%. We will definitely unite with the enemy...there is still hope for the Kingdom of Dylan!"

X was optimistically thinking about the scene of the Glorious Army rushing to the front line under Trelinka's order, and he only felt that his blood was about to ignite fighting spirit.

Thinking of a hopeful future, Aix, who put his life and death at risk, roared loudly, and dozens of dark blue electric arcs danced crazily on the long sword in his hand.

"Come on, Vic, let me see if your blade is as sharp as the rumors say"!

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